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h0ney-mochi · 1 year

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okay so first off, your stories are so great?? LIKE SUB SCARA TOO. *tucks hair behind ear and blinks cutely* I love your blog sm?? diehard submissive genshin boys right here ✌️

But if you want smthn other than smut, thennn... how about a really touchy reader going away for a good month for some sort of work related occasion and how the genshin guys would feel about being away from the reader's touch for so long?

if you can, mind if you include Xiao, too? 🥺 any other guy is fine too

That's all, have a good one, you cool person on tumblr ✨️

So used to your touch, but you've got work!

Characters: Scaramouche, Xiao x reader (separate)

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Summary: they're so used to your touches — hugs, kisses, hand holding — all of it. How would they feel if you're gone to do work and it's been a month without your loving touch?

A/n: THANK U SMM FOR UR KIND WORDS AAHHH— I just think putting a brat mf into his place is nice *smile* Anyways, thank u for ur ask <33 This was nice to write :] I'm sorry if it sort of sucks aahh I haven't written anything sfw for so long lol- I wanted to put in another character, but I got a little busy

Xiao

Upon hearing that you'll be gone for a month, he allowed you to give him a long hug. Just so it could be burned into his memory for a while. Xiao's a busy man as well, needs to protect the citizens at dead of night. Yet he doesn't hesitate to come when you call him for a cuddle session. Spitting words of 'no respect for my work' as he doesn't let go of you while you play with his hair.

He's still busy when you're gone. But his mind is elsewhere when he fights. He knows you won't call for him since you're gone for work. Yet he hopes he'll hear you.

When he gets a little free time, Xiao goes to the room you were staying at while you were here. He remembers how whenever you called for him, you were always in the same spot, ready to give him your love! As much as he wants to say you're getting in the way of his work, you really aren't. You're a breath of fresh air and you're there to care for him.

Xiao wasn't the one for a lot of physical contact, but when you came along, he looks forward to it all the time. And now he's waiting for you to come back.

It's been a month. He's still fighting and checking in on your room. Sometimes he holds his own hands, even if it's embarrassing for him, just so he could remember how yours felt in his. How you peppered his face with kisses once you had finished cleaning up some wounds he got from some fights. Xiao knows you're busy. Is that how you feel when he's gone? Oh how he couldn't wait to go in your room and see the lights on.

Scaramouche

First few weeks he's relieved to be free of your constant intruding. Relieved, he says. In fact, he's getting more upset, worried? Scara wouldn't admit that he misses you. He misses you a lot

Yeah, you did inform him that you'll be gone for a month with a nervous smile and he had just shook his head, saying a simple okay. He didn't expect it to be so boring and lonely.

Whenever Scaramouche comes home, you're already running around the corner to greet him with kisses. When he's just making something in the kitchen, you appear, setting your head on his shoulder, hands around his waist. Or those random touches whenever he's just sitting on the couch, watching boring news while working.

Yeah, he missed it alright. That's why he spends more time at work, just so he wouldn't have to go to an empty house. At some point he's wondering if you just left him, not thinking of coming back. Just a few days and it'll be a month without you.

Even if it felt like more than a month. Scaramouche can only imagine your touch now. He's deep in his thoughts and waits for you to return. He just wants you back. See your stupid smile whenever he speaks about his dumb coworkers. He would never admit he misses you or your touch. He often sits in silence and wonders, will the door open and your cheery voice come through?

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin impact x you #xiao x you #adeptus xiao x reader #xiao x reader #xiao fluff #xiao x reader fluff #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #scaramouche fluff #☆°• ☆ writings

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koofishy · 8 months

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Courting Game

(JinMin au fanfic)

Seokjin's one-sided beef with the pretty boy on the tennis court🎾

I originally posted this on AO3 a few months ago, but I want to have it here on Tumblr too :) Sorry for the loooong sentences! I hope you'll still enjoy!

The guy had been staring at Seokjin for almost half an hour by the time he finally decided he had had enough.

Okay, maybe 'staring' was not the best word for it. 'Occasionally glancing' was more like it, but still. Fucking creepy. Silently judging Seokjin from the side of the tennis court, while he himself wasn't even playing any sports, just lounging prettily on a bench, bathing in the early afternoon sun like a cat. What a weirdo.

Seokjin hit the ball back to Hoseok with a little more force than what was necessary, eyes still on the stupid dude, who was now drinking some kind of protein shake from a bottle, licking his lips after, and leaving them with a distracting shine that, for some reason, annoyed Seokjin even more. Who did this guy think he was, sprawling on that fucking bench like he owned it, licking his plump lips and everything, all the while looking at Seokjin with narrowed eyes and a mocking curl to his mouth, as if he was so much better than him, as if he could-

"Hyung, look out!"

Something hard crashed against Seokjin's forehead, making him stumble back and almost fall over, only to catch himself in the last second, as stars started dancing around his eyes. He had to take a moment to steady himself, but then there were hands on his shoulders and a concerned Hobi up in his personal space.

"Oh my gosh, hyung, I'm so sorry! I called out but you didn't hear, and then it was too late," his best friend took Seokjin's face between his hands to examine him, worry evident on his features. "Are you okay? I sent that ball pretty hard..."

Seokjin blinked away the dizzying constellations from his vision and shook off Hoseok's fingers that were now all over his forehead, touching at the readily forming bruise right at the center of it.

"I'm fine, Hobi, it wasn't your fault anyway," he glanced at the man on the bench, who was, expectedly, staring right back at him, eyes wide, probably ready to laugh at Seokjin's misery. He had to be very proud of himself, Seokjin thought, for being the cause of all this misfortune! For ruining Seokjin's perfect face and perfect afternoon, and, yes, he's going there, perfect life even; with his stupid chiseled jawline and round cheeks and blond locks that danced around his face in the wind like sunbeams, and-

Well, anyways, fuck that guy!!

Seokjin could not let this slide, he needed to give this dude a piece of his mind, about how rude it was to stare at and make fun of strangers at the tennis court, and that he should have gone elsewhere to sunbathe his toned muscles, beacuse this health center was for people who actually did sports and not just sat around to watch like a total creep!

He turned back to Hoseok, fuming inside, hands fisted, face and ears red as tomatos, probably.

"How bad is it?," he asked, pointing to the wound on his forehead. Hoseok raised an eyebrow.

"Well, it's-"

"Okay, I'm going over," Seokjin concluded without waiting for an answer. He had urgent business to get to, an infuriating man to be lectured about basic sports field etiquette. A little bruise won't stop him from wiping the smug smile off the guy's face, that's for sure!

Under Hoseok's confused and slightly alarmed gaze, he turned on his heels, ready to march over to the bench the man was sitting on-

Except he wasn't sitting on it anymore. He was standing right in front of Seokjin, upset expression on his pretty face, concerned brown eyes looking over Seokjin with minute detail.

Seokjin froze.

"Hello," the guy said, voice sweet and melodious. "I'm Jimin."

Seokjin could hear Hoseok mumble a greeting, but he himself was still stuck in place, unmoving, barely breathing even.

Jimin continued:

"I saw you got into a bit of an accident, and I just wanted to know if you were alright," he said kindly, tilting his head a little to the side, so that his blond locks fell over his forehead lightly. He was even more beautiful up close. Seokjin was utterly fucked.

"Uh," he managed to say, and swallowed with difficulty, mouth suddenly very dry. "Uh. Yeah."

Jimin raised an eyebrow.

"Are you sure?," he leaned a bit closer, presumably to inspect Seokjin's bruise, but all Seokjin could concentrate on was his sweet perfume, smelling of flowers and strawberries, coating Seokjin's brain in a sugary glaze so that the only thoughts left inside were 'Jimin', 'pretty', and 'Jimin pretty'.

He was brought back to reality by a harsh slap to his back, making him blink away the pink haze, and he stared at Jimin, face reddening rapidly, as Hoseok said some dumb excuse about getting a drink from the toilet or whatever, and, with another slap, this time more encouraging, he let go of Seokjin to escape the embarrassing situation as soon as possible.

They were left alone, Seokjin and his nemesis of the tennis court.

The nemesis smiled at him, eyes forming little crescent moons.

"I can accompany you to the doctor, if you'd like, unless you're absolutely sure you're okay," he offered.

Seokjin was absolutely sure he was not okay, but he couldn't exactly say that. Instead, he exhaled, cleared his throat, and said:

"Thank you, but I'm fine, really."

He prided himself for sounding only a little shaky.

Jimin's smile stayed on but he suddenly seemed a bit hesitant. He wrung his hands together and shifted his weight from one foot to the other. It was cute. Seokjin hated it.

"You know," Jimin started, and Seokjin had a vague feeling that his words would bring doom upon him. Yet, he listened. "Feel free to decline if I misinterpreted things, but uh...," Jimin paused for a second, then looked up at Seokjin from under his lashes. "I noticed you glancing at me quite a few times while you were playing tennis, and I was wondering if you would, maybe, possibly, be interested in grabbing a coffee with me sometime?"

Seokjin's world halted and then started spinning so fast he was almost knocked off axis. The fucking dude from the fucking bench was fucking asking him on a fucking date?!

He could not accept this. He had been going on and on in his head about how he wanted to fight Jimin, and how enraged he was by him; he could not simply accept the invitation to go on a date with the guy after all that. He was going to say no, tell Jimin to stop sitting around tennis courts prettily, and walk away. Easy.

"Yeah, okay," he heard himself croak out.

His eyes widened. Wait, no, hold the fuck up, this was not part of the plan-

He was ready to punch himself in the face, but then. But then.

But then Jimin smiled at him. A big, brilliant grin, so that all of his cute teeth were visible; cheeks puffing up and eyes nearly disappearing, making Seokjin's breath catch and heart race and ears burn and palms sweat. The tennis racket slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground with an embarrassing thud, but he couldn't even be bothered by that, because it had Jimin hiding his giggle behind small hands. Holy shit.

Seokjin was in big, big trouble. Huge, even. Enormous.

"I'll give you my number, text me when you're free," Jimin said, and Seokjin pulled out his phone in a hurry, forgetting completely that he was supposed to be angry at the guy.

And that is how he ended up going on not only one, but several dates, and then becoming boyfriends with the man he had despised for all of half an hour, for taking away Seokjin's focus from tennis with his beauty.

"Did you really think I was staring at you to mock you?," Jimin asked incredulously one day as they were cuddling on Seokjin's bed, pulling away slightly from his boyfriend to look him in the eye. Seokjin shrugged.

"You had a weird expression. I thought you were laughing at me."

"I was trying to seduce you! That was a 'Hey, baby, let me take you out' face!," Jimin exclaimed, eyebrows creasing his forehead in disbelief. Seokjin kissed his little scrunched up nose.

"Didn't seem like it."

"Well, at least I wasn't making up false scenarios in my head about wanting to fight an innocent stranger, unlike a certain someone," Jimin huffed, but lay back down, head on Seokjin's chest so that his blond hair was tickling his chin. Seokjin could feel his ears redden. "And, anyway, it worked in the end, didn't it? You agreed to go out with me."

"I did. Your courting ritual proved to be effective, with some help from a tennis ball," Seokjin frowned at the painful memory, but then his eyes lit up. "Hey! Courting ritual! Get it? Like in tennis court, but also, you courting me!"

Jimin didn't react for a moment, probably cringing at the dumb pun, but then the giggles forced themselves out of him against his will, like they always did when it came to Seokjin's jokes. Seokjin was laughing too, both of them getting teary-eyed by the time they finally managed to calm down.

Maybe taking a tennis ball to the head was worth it, after all.

Thank you for reading! I adore jinimini, they deserve to be written more about <3

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hegrowth · 2 months

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I'm the anon from the other night, and I want to make sure I reaffirm that I wasn't at all trying to criticize you or make you feel small. My messages came from a place of worry, because I truly don't want to watch you burn. yourself out trying to force a hobby. I've watched too many wonderfully talented writers do it, and it makes me fearful that you'll fall victim to the "I must reply" cycle as well. Please do take care of yourself

I'm a little brain-addled from social interaction but I didn't want to leave this on read and have you worry, anon ! please please please know: I did not feel criticized or attacked by your messages, and my decisions since regarding my activity here / how I have been feeling have nothing to do with your messages. <3

if anything your messages enabled me to come to terms with myself; I've been trying to do other things, focus my attention elsewhere etc, in an effort to broaden my horizons a bit, give me more to do than be dependent on tumblr. and I think its been working ! so you've helped more than you've hurt, honestly. I'm taking care of myself by letting myself do other things and not let tumblr or rp rule my life.

honestly I just felt. really isolated and pointless and I didn't feel like I occupied a meaningful space within the rpc. so I knew I needed to step back. honestly I made the blog for shade, tried putting myself out there, and then felt cold and silly and, well, stupid for doing it at all. I felt invisible and knew being on tumblr wasn't doing anything for me or my mental health, so I've been doing other stuff.

and I've been really lucky that my friends on discord have been around and been able to spend time with me. <3 we've been playing our bg3 campaign together and chatting in our group so. I definitely don't feel as alone. and I haven't been thinking about tumblr or rp which is... nice. refreshing. weird, kinda. but good. better.

so anyway. you have nothing to apologize / feel bad for / etc. I actually really appreciate that you took the time, and were so... just how you were, I don't know. but it was very obvious to me that you were coming from a good place and I don't think you could have done it any better than you did ! so I appreciate your worry, the time you've put into these messages. and want to assure you I'm doing pretty good, for what its worth ! and taking your advice, so.

I've never really felt like I owed anyone anything. it was just a matter of existing in a way befitting an rper. i.e. actually interacting and doing things like that. but that's still something that can cause burnout. and there's no point in hitting my head against a wall trying to break it down. I'll figure out the muse thing eventually, I'm sure. but right now I'm just trying to take your advice by taking a break !

#《 ° selkie.exe 》 oh im trash just not approved trash #《 ° inbox 》 we just got a letter ! i wonder who its from ?

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demonslayedher · 2 years

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I've heard some people theorize that Tanjuro is a reincarnation of Tsugikuni Yoriichi. What are your thoughts on that?

I've never heard this, but I also don't crawl out from under my Tumblr rock! If we assume reincarnation is so prevalent in KnY that Yoriichi would had already been reincarnated, and we also follow the implied notion that people are often reincarnated later on in their own family lines* or along people close to them, then there's no one else it would make sense for Yoriichi to be (except maybe dead Mr. Tokitou, who he at least shares blood ties with). As Yoriichi didn't have his own offspring and he had the special connection the Kamado family who passed down his earrings and Breath, it makes sense that his soul would find his way back there. However, I don't think Yoriichi needed to be reincarnated for his role in the story to still work, nor so I think this story needed any of the emphasis on reincarnation that it had**, for the "inherited memories" is such a unique part of the world building that this should have served that purpose well enough on its own, or even been explored more. *To come back to the implication that the main cast is reincarnated among their descendants due to striking resemblances, I don't like this because... because that makes it feel like Tanjiro is Sumiyoshi, leaving sleep-loving Suyako as Nezuko. Nope. No thank you. Don't need or want this. Please just stress inherited memories instead, thanks. Let Tanjiro see one of his mother's memories just to balance it out instead of letting us think he *is* Sumiyoshi, please and thank you, just my preference.

**Hot Take: ObaMitsu is the only reason this whole series even needed any mention of reincarnation. Look what you got us into by dying, kids. Just go survive and get married, please. So... if I have a preference, I'd prefer to think of Yoriichi and Tanjuro are entirely separate individuals. Not because I don't appreciate a good reincarnation story, I just like seeing it worked into plots in better ways.

Plus, I think it's key that Yoriichi was naturally perfect at Breath technique and Tanjuro was not, he put himself through a lot of physical stress before he was able to truly adopt Sun Breathing as his own skill. A lot of what makes Yoriichi special is how unusual he was, a part of the tragedy of his character is how no one could ever match up to him, so that's why I like the distinction between two very skilled Sun Breath users and how they attained that.

I feel like having Yoriichi come back just to have to work at and remaster something he wasn't all that interested in in the first place isn't worth as much as the sly inclusion of him with Uta and two small children in Chapter 205. But at least according to that extra info about the characters in Chapter 205 as recorded in the Volume 23 extra and Fanbook #2, the wording says which characters are descendants, but the extremely familiar looking background characters are never actually described as reincarnations! So... so if canon will be cowardly and leave it lose, then I will accept the freedom to reject them all as reincarnations if I so chose!

...but yeah I generally consider everyone in Chapter 205 to be a reincarnation even if I'm not always pleased with how it was executed, and I play with them sometimes anyway. Likewise, the loose execution of reincarnation may be found elsewhere within canon, making this Yoriichi-Tanjuro connection generally believable, even if I don't necessarily like it.

#now time to go to bed and probably write more fanfic tomorrow #kny fandom theories and meta #tsugikuni yoriichi #kamado tanjuro #kamado tanjurou

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theearnestonion · 2 years

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Had a weird morning? Nothing big, just a bunch of funny little things. This is just gonna be me sleepy morning afternoon rambling, so it's going under the cut, but yeah. :)

Up half the night getting stuff done. (Aka, procrastinating. Aka scroll Ao3 & Tumblr when I wasn't supposed to. oops.) So, sleepy af. I head to the library to Actually get stuff done. I stop at Taco Bell to pick up a Baja Blast for the caffeine boost. (shouldn't have it while on adhd meds, but eh.)

I hit the drive-through, order just the small drink. What looks like a middle aged woman hands me it & says "have a nice day." I go "wait, how much is it?" She gives me a sort of 'pshh, don't worry about it' look & waves me off. --I??? This lovely person just gave me a free drink. Just because. Out of the kindness of their heart??? Hello???? How kind is that!?! I feel kinda bad? I'm the last person who needed it, living off my parents income & haven't done jack-shit to support myself. I didn't deserve that. But she did it anyway? Bc she wanted to?? Faith in humanity restored. Kindness is alive & well, holy fuck. I want to be like that. I want to be that person to someone so fucking bad. I can't stop thinking about it now. How kind. ily, Taco Bell person, thank you for your generosity.

I snack at the park by the library before I start studying. I head down to the dock no one uses bc its peaceful. The seagulls take it over in the summer, but right now, there's just some funky little sea birds convening at the end. (idk species.) These lil guys are Alarmed by my presence. Two start flying loops to scare me off, one sounds his little bird alarm like "BEEP!!! PIP!!! BEEP-PEEP!!!!!!!" There's a speaker that plays predatory birds' calls to stop birds from nesting in the picnic shelter. Well, that thing starts going off too. So suddenly, real birds are screaming & flying around, fake birds are screaming in the background, & I'm just standing there like🧍. Needless to say, I backed off & sat elsewhere.

On my to the library, I pass the park's little ditch where they let native plants grow. It's all dead growth rn. And of course there's a bunch of trash in it. I get unreasonably pissed about litter. But you can only say "why won't someone do something about that" so many times, before you remember that you're also a someone. So I channel my light rage into picking it up. Weird finds include: a pretty glass liquor bottle, a 2-liter pop bottle buried under plants & full of gross pond water, & what think was part of a seagull's skeleton. Shoved the trash in a bag & dropped it unceremoniously in the bin like "there you go, you fucks, if you won't do it, I will." I know its small & I don't want to get cocky over it, but I've never felt so chaotic good in my life.

I march into the library, it won't let me connect to wifi for a whole 5 minutes. No clue what that was about.

& that brings us to now. Just. a lot of weird, funny little events today. Not sure what's going on anymore but I'm not complaining.

#literally just unhinged rambling about my day

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winterandwords · 2 years

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Loitering with intent to Wattpad

I've been dithering about this a lot since I started getting back into visible internet activity with my writing, and I decided I'm going to start a new Wattpad profile for my microfiction and maybe for longer stuff later when I have longer stuff to share.

I've been on Wattpad before. I was never hugely involved in big site-wide activities, but one of my stories was featured (I didn't apply for that or suggest it, I just logged in one day and it had happened, which was super weird), some of my books were on official genre reading lists, I read a lot there, and I shared a few novellas and novels which I love with all my heart for being learning experiences, but that aren't anywhere online now and don't really represent what I do anymore.

I definitely don't write Typical Brand Wattpad stories and I'm fully aware that the majority of WP users aren't exactly my audience, but I also don't really care, especially since the site took away basically all discoverability tools and sort of became an online slush pile for their publishing department and media partnerships. I'm not complaining about that at all, just acknowledging that it's not exactly a place to share writing socially anymore, so I don't have that expectation. I know a lot of people got royally pissed off about it, but meh. Businesses gonna business.

The main thing that made me not want to be there before was the aggressively identity politics-ish vibe that seemed to suddenly become a very strong focus. Again, not complaining (apart from about the brigading, representation policing, and other unpleasant villagers-with-pitchforks drama, but I assume that's not common), it's just not something I enjoy as the main theme of my online creative experiences.

I honestly don't know how prevalent that whole "the demographic info of writer and their characters is the most, or only, important thing about a story" approach is, or if it was just a huge deal in the circles I moved in at that particular time. Maybe it's entirely possible to be on Wattpad in a small quiet way and not get bogged down in that. I mean, Tumblr is undeniably aggressively identity politics-y overall and people get absolutely ripped to shreds for not ticking all the ever-changing boxes of moral and social acceptability, but it's not something I encounter here on a regular basis because the people I choose to follow and interact with aren't like that.

What I did enjoy about Wattpad was the platform itself, in terms of function, aesthetics and usability. While it definitely isn't somewhere to bring people into from elsewhere (you pretty much have to set up an account and/or download the app to read anything and the ads are TERRIBLE if you don't have a premium subscription), it's a lovely user experience from a writing-and-sharing perspective and lets you create very slick, beautiful books. I also met some very cool people there and it can be great for finding things to read, if you don't object to doing some digging to reach the gold.

Writing serialised fiction and posting as I write is definitely not my thing (I tried it and it wasn't for me), but I'm creating content based around microfiction for other platforms anyway and I get a kick out of playing around with sharing on various channels. I'm also writing longer stories anyway and not planning to sell those in any kind of mainstream way (they'll be downloadable for free on my website, with an option to leave a tip) so it's not like having things on Wattpad would negatively impact anything else I'm doing.

So yeah. That's a thing. I'll post a link here once I get it all set up. I'd love to hear from other Tumblr folk who are on Wattpad as well so I can visit you and read yer stuff <3

#wattpad #wattpad writers #the shit in my head #writeblr #writeblr community #writer #writers #writers of tumblr #writers on tumblr #tumblr writers #writers community #writing #am writing #writing community #original writer #original writers

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howtosingit · 3 years

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I just want to say yes to everything you wrote in the tags about the crossover. I only mentioned Carlos because the Buddie fandom seems to be really excited about TK and Carlos being there to validate their ship. I wasn't overlooking Grace and Tommy and I'm glad you mentioned them. I will be pissed if Tommy, Grace and Carlos don't get their own storyline back in Austin and it better not be just them watching news footage on the TV. All three deserve better.

On one hand, it was so great to see everyone so excited about the crossover confirmation yesterday - it’s been a long hiatus with very little spirited discussion about this show, and I’ve truly missed that!

On the other hand, I just 10/10 could not relate. Literally, here’s a visual representation of my face as I scrolled through all of the tags yesterday: 😬

(I’m going to put my initial concerns under the cut in case people want to avoid that kind of discussion - I’m really not here to rain on anyone’s parade...)

I will admit that a crossover is never something I’ve wanted. I’ve watched a lot of crossovers for other shows and they are almost never worth the screen-time that they take up, especially when that screen-time is already so limited and unfairly allotted to cast members. While it’s exciting to see fan-favorite characters interacting, when the shows are set so far apart, it’s not like we’ll be seeing important relationships develop that can actually be explored well in the future beyond a random line thrown out here or there. Sure, scenes with TK and Buck seem fun and enjoyable, but I’m here for the development of the characters and relationships that I love, many of whom already suffer from slighted storytelling. If I wanted to see characters from different shows interact, I’d read fanfic about it. (Spoiler: I don’t do that.)

And yeah, the minute that I realized that the 126 was most likely in California to fight wildfires, my heart absolutely sank. Carlos definitely won’t be there. There will be little-to-no Tarlos in the episode. Grace definitely won’t be there, and probably very little Grace/Judd. It would be so easy to just cut them from this episode entirely, and if the Lone Star writers have made one thing clear throughout season 1, they like to take the easy way out. Like, I get that as the sole cop on the show, Carlos is an outlier and easy to get rid of when it’s convenient, but that’s bullshit. A good writer would find ways to incorporate him into scenes and moments, not just be like “we don’t need him” and then CUT HIM FROM 20% OF THE SEASON and give him scraps of screen time in episodes that he does appear in.

And like I said in my tags, I really only have this problem because Carlos was the only character to be cut from episodes in season 1. If they were to say “well we have a lot of main characters and can only focus on a few at a time, so everyone gets to be in 9/10 episodes,” that would make me feel better. I could accept that. But that’s not what’s been happening on this show, and it’s still a concern I have for future seasons. (God, please let me be wrong, I would love to be wrong.)

(And like, how does this all really serve the characters and world-building of Lone Star? This episode already feels like it’s entirely for the benefit of the original show and while I like that show well-enough, I’m not happy that Lone Star’s budget and screen-time is being sucked into a 2-hour wildfire adventure. Tell me you can imagine, at some point in the future, the entire 118 crew coming to Austin for an episode. That would seem pretty ridiculous, I think - so I’m just not seeing a balance here. It seems to me like this episode serves 911 more than anything, ESPECIALLY if Lone Star characters get cut completely to make it happen.)

While I would HOPE that the writers will write material for Carlos, Grace, and Tommy, I’m not holding my breath. I’m seeing the following ways this episode will be written:

LIKELY: No Austin scenes at all. The 126 arrive in California at the end of the 911 episode, and then spend their entire episode in LA.

POSSIBLE: If they do show Austin, it might be when the crew returns home at the very end - maybe we’ll see Carlos and Grace greeting their partners as part of a classic episode-ending montage sequence.

POSSIBLE: Maybe we’ll get a phone call between characters in Austin and LA. Or, more likely, we’ll get reference to phone calls having been made, but we won’t actually see them.

I WON’T HOLD MY BREATH: The writers divide the episode’s screen time between LA and Austin, showing the 126 working with the 118 while Carlos + Grace + Tommy deal with emergencies back in Austin. Maybe, even, a scene between all of them or at least between Grace and Carlos - IMAGINE THEM BONDING OVER MISSING THEIR MEN, IT PRACTICALLY WRITES ITSELF (if this doesn’t happen, I’m definitely writing the scene anyway, watch me)

(To end this on a more positive note, I am so beyond excited that we’re getting Carlos’s backstory this season. Whether it’s a “Begins” episode or just something that comes up throughout the episodes, I am here for it! Even if it goes against all of my headcanons, I’m so fucking happy that Rafa is getting a chance to explore his character more. He is so damn talented, and it’s what he deserves.)

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AND AS A FINAL THING: I can tell you right now, I have never, for one moment of my life, wanted “Buddie” and Tarlos to interact with one another, especially not so that Tarlos could be used to validate a fan ship. I have seen some truly vile comments about Tarlos from Buddie shippers (not really on Tumblr, but elsewhere) and I really would prefer if they have nothing to do with each other ever. (And yes, if you’re a person who says “Tarlos only exists so that the writers don’t have to make Buddie canon,” you are homophobic and not an ally. Don’t invalidate actual queer representation/characters, ONE OF WHOM IS PLAYED BY AN OUT GAY ACTOR, just because the writers won’t make your perceived ship happen - that’s disgusting and I do take offense to it.)

#me yesterday: don't publicly share your thoughts on the crossover news - you're just being a big party pooper #me today: nope my brain is too loud I have to word vomit somewhere and that's what my blog is for #this is a lot of wank #venture ahead at your own risk #it's under a read more for a reason #loveisharderthanitlooks #asks

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